Who am I? I tend to ask myself this every so often. I am a father. I am a son. I am a writer. I am a guy who loves to play video games and music.

Sadly enough though, I try to find my value by looking through everyone else's eyes. I want to be cool. I want to be accepted. I want to be loved. Now, these are things that all people want. I am not strange in this respect. But, when these become my main desire, they become my object of my worship. "I" become the very thing that I worship.

I have found that I have taken my focus off of the only one who deserves focus. See, God has already told me that I am loved. That I am accepted. That I am worth something. But, when I try to gain more worth, I say that my opinion is is worth more than God's. Somehow, I don't think he likes that.

Our God is a jealous God. He is the only one worthy of my attention. The only one worthy of my praise.

Now, this doesn't mean that I quit my job, leave my family and become a monk. No, actually, I can give him praise through my job and my family. By living to the excellence standard he draws me towards, I am worshiping him with my life.